Kitchen. Kevin enters. He notices the plastic bag on the dining table. He picks it up to examine and then throws it in the bin. He exits the kitchen.
Upstairs. Kevin’s room. He lays down on his bed with his arms out. He reaches for his phone and dials Aisha. The phone rings, no answer. He dials again, the phone rings, no answer.
Kevin – Fair enough
Kevin stands up from the bed. He packs his cigarettes away and begins to set up his camera. His phone rings. He answers.
Kevin – Aish?
Aisha – Yeah?
Kevin – Tone
Aisha – What
Kevin – Ooo, sorry
Aisha – What do you want?
Kevin – Just wanted to say hi
Aisha – Ok, hi
Kevin – How’s your day been?
Aisha – Good, yours
Kevin – Meh, not sure how I feel yet
Aisha – Ok
Kevin – So, where are you?
Aisha – I’m at the shop
Kevin – Oh, why?
Aisha – Kev, what do you want?
Kevin – Chill, can I not call you?
Aisha – Stop that, man. Just say what you want
Kevin – Are you actually busy or are you just mad at me?
Aisha – Both. Now, what?
Kevin – Fair enough. When will you be done?
Aisha – I don’t know
Kevin – Before four?
Aisha – I don’t know. There’s a lot to do
Kevin – Ok, I’ll see you in the evening at least?
Aisha – Sure
Kevin – Ok. Well, I do apologise for upsetting you, and see you later?
Aisha – Sure, see you on the 16th of August.